Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Poems

It is living hell
Which may spell?
Doom for entire life
And remind about strife
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Love fever

I am drawn in love fever
The stream flows like water
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Until you prepare

Until you prepare to die
For the cause and decide
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With positive direction

Until you prove
And move
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Cry not at the end time
As you may not even find time
To think or remember almighty
So love the life as beauty
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Festivals bring change
For human beings to manage
As per weather condition
And willingness for celebration
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It was no simple talk
It was worth to speak
Nice first meet with cordial feeling
She was nice soul worth meeting
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Millions of people live on earth
Spend time with peace and end with death
No on takes note of departure
Yet no one stops of dreaming future
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Sweet has no sweet end
Dreams have no friends
What you think in day’s time
Reappears as trailer sometimes
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I cried with each drop
Of blood nonstop
Still no curse
For people but only to bless
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